Am I worthy? Do I even deserve to be happy? Why would they care? Why would I even matter to anyone. I am nothing.
Depression, it constantly tests our self-worth, the value we place on ourselves over others, or the lack of it to be more precise. It can feel like a dark lonely path at times, where no matter where we look, there are only dark shadows that fill us with fear of the outside world, that only we can see.. It’s almost impossible to explain, even to those feeling it… I’ve tried all that positive thinking, the “fooling oneself into happiness” I’ve even tried convincing myself I’m better off being a loner.. But, I feel lost, alone… I feel incomplete.